In her previous life, while she was at the peak of her career, Alice’s sess was abruptly cut short when she was tragically murdered and dumped into the sea by a rival within the industry. While she acknowledged that her acting skills weren’t necessarily the best, Alice attributed much of her sess to her extraordinary luck, which consistentlynded her coveted roles and opportunities that others could only fantasize about.


    Also, in her previous life, Alice had been granted opportunities to forge connections with remarkable men like Xavier and Rafael. Had she not met her untimely demise, she might have even pursued romantic rtionships with them. Determined not to repeat past regrets, Alice resolved in her current life to pursue Xavier and Rafael proactively, seeking to amend missed opportunities before it was toote.


    Observing Hera’s increasing proximity to her desired partner stirred a potent mix of anger and frustration within Alice. Witnessing Hera excel in the Variety show only intensified these feelings, fueling Alice’s determination to target her rival.


    "Isn’t that a bit suspicious?" Alice began, her voiceced with a hint of usation. "Considering how challenging it is to find even one Easter egg, discovering four seems rather... improbable, don’t you think?" Her gaze shifted timidly towards Hera, the implication hanging heavily in the air. Even the Director felt his blood pressure rising at the audacity of the insinuation.


    Despite having taken every precaution to avoid any usations of favoritism or collusion, Alice’s insinuations implied otherwise. It was as if she was suggesting that he and his crew had provided Hera with undue assistance, divulging the locations of all the Easter eggs hidden throughout the vige.


    The Director struggled to contain his anger, his lips tightly pressed together as his body trembled. He couldn’t discern whether Alice’s actions were deliberate attempts to sabotage his show or if she simply relished the idea of stirring up trouble, potentially subjecting him to the wrath of the influential figures scrutinizing his every move and ready to lodgeints at the slightest misstep.


    "That’s right! Not only her ranking was suspicious but howe she also had 4 easter eggs? Don’t you think this is a tant show of favor? Or was the show tailored only for her to debut?" Minerva added her voice to the fray, her words dripping with usation as she fanned the mes of suspicion. With a satisfied smirk, she seized the chance to cast Hera in a negative light, insinuating that her sess was not only suspect but possibly a product of undue favoritism or preferential treatment.


    As the tension simmered, the participants found themselves divided in their perceptions. Many opted to remain neutral, hesitant to be drawn into the fray or to be pawns in someone else’s game. Sensing Alice’s impendingment, one participant discreetly stepped back, determined to shield himself from her influence and the potential entanglement in her agenda, including that nagging feeling that clouded his judgment the other time.


    Many of them were skeptics when it came to the supernatural, yet the sensation was so inexplicable, so uncanny, that he couldn’t shake it off. Fearful of beingbeled as crazy or paranoid, he opted to keep his experience to himself, avoiding any discussion of it to err on the side of caution.


    However, there were others who were swayed by Alice and Minerva’s words, particrly the women, who were naturally more emotional. They found the usations usible, especially considering Hera’s arrival in a luxurious car at the meeting ce, a vehicle clearly worth more than seven digits and a limited edition at that.


    Minerva’s insinuation that Hera might have a sugar daddy resurfaced in their minds, leading some to specte that this could exin why Hera seemed to be doing so well on the Variety Show from the very beginning.


    Their judgmental eyes traveled from Hera’s face to her body before the girls let out a sneer. Although they didn’t say anything, their attitude spoke volumes.


    Xavier’s gaze turned razor-sharp, so intense that it seemed capable of slicing through anyone who met it. They couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down their spine as they instinctively avoided his gaze. Despite knowing Xavier’s closeness with Hera these past few days, their opinion of her remained unchanged.